Forever After All - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,5

as I want. I watch as her eyes flutter open and lock on mine.

“Boo!” Corbin says loudly. “You call that a kiss. You’re fired. Both of you.”

“Encore,” my sister begins to chant, and it only takes a couple of seconds for Corbin and Colby to start cheering right along with her.

“What do you think, Kenna?” I ask, placing my hands on her hips and pulling her close.

“I think we better give them what they want.” That’s what she says, but the way her eyes are hooded and her body leans into mine, I think it’s what she wants too.

I want it. I want her. I have for such a long fucking time that my tightly spun control snaps. With one hand around her waist, I slide the other under her hair to grip the back of her neck. Then, I kiss her. Not for the fake wedding, not for the show our friends are demanding.

No. I kiss the hell out of her for me, and I finally got the answer to a question that’s always plagued me. Her lips are indeed as soft as they look.

My tongue glides past her lips, and we begin a battle, both giving as much as we’re taking. I don’t hear our friends. I don’t hear the crackling of the fire. The only sound I can make out is the moan that rises from somewhere deep in her chest, leading me to release one of my own.

She’s fucking incredible.

Chapter 2

McKenna

My knees wobble, but that’s okay because Rip has his big, strong arms wrapped around me, holding me tight. His mouth is pressed against mine, and I meet his tongue stroke for stroke.

I’m kissing Rip!

This man, he’s nothing like the boy who stole my first kiss all those years ago, but then again, he is. He’s still my best friend’s older brother. He’s still in control, and I’m still falling for his charms. His hair is longer, falling just shy of his shoulders, and his body is more defined, and I know he’s put on some muscle. I can feel the difference beneath the palm of my hands that rest on his chest. The day I left for college, he gave me a big hug telling me to be safe and to chase my dreams. Rip five years ago was buff. Rip today is a work of sculpted perfection.

I can’t stop the moan that pulls from deep in my chest from escaping, and in turn, Rip produces one of his own. His arms tug me closer, and I go willingly. Rip Callahan has always been my kryptonite. I just never told him. Sure, I confessed to my best friend that I kinda sorta had a thing for her older brother in high school. Laramie begged me to let her set me up with him. She claimed she could see it in his eyes that he had a thing for me as well. However, I knew that I was going off to college and that there was a very strong possibility that if I let myself fall into Rip, I would never leave.

He slows the kiss and presses his forehead against mine. Neither one of us speak while we both try to catch our breath.

“Damn, bro.” Corbin steps next to us and places his hand on Rip’s shoulder. “That’s what I’m talking about.” He cheers before dropping his hand and disappearing.

“You good?” Rip asks quietly.

My hands move to hold him around his waist. Sliding my hand under his T-shirt, I feel the smooth, warm skin of his back. I melt into him, needing to be closer. “Never been better. You?” I ask, pulling back so I can look into his eyes. Rip and I have never shied away from touching one another. I’ve always felt comfortable around him. However, tonight this is more than comfortable. It feels right.

His eyes soften. “Never been better,” he tosses my words back at me. As if he needs to mimic my every move, his fingers slip under the hem of my shirt, just above the waistline of my shorts. I shiver at the contact of his skin against mine.

I don’t know how long we stand here, staring into each other’s eyes, testing the waters, feeling one another, but the spell is somehow broken when Laramie tackles us both in a hug.

“Academy Award, right there.” She chuckles. “That was awesome.”

My eyes are still locked on him, and the corner of his mouth tilts in a smile. “Go love on your fiancé,” he